After everything was settled, Su Mo flashed away, speeding through the vast sea of stars while deliberately leaving behind traces of his aura.
This time, Su Mo was not returning to Tianlan. He wanted to learn about the recent situation in the Yunlan Great World.
Most importantly, what he needed to raise his cultivation strength was plunder.
And he needed to plunder powerful martial artists.
Yet he did not wish to casually kill people who bore him no grudge. That left him with only one option: find those who were looking for him.
After Su Mo left, this stretch of starry sky fell silent.
No one knew how much time passed before a figure arrived at high speed and stopped in this starry sky. It was Venerable Liukong.
Looking out over the boundless stars, Venerable Liukong's face was indifferent. He had tracked for several months, yet still had not found Su Mo or the whereabouts of Yuyan Star.
It was not that he was slow. Rather, almost no aura had been left behind in the starry sky. Had his cultivation not been powerful and his senses not exceptionally sharp, it would have been difficult for him to track his way here.
Thus, he had taken many detours.
As he gazed at the stars before him, he could sense dense lingering auras. There were countless traces, chaotic and jumbled, left by at least several hundred thousand people.
The chaotic auras stretched in all directions, making it utterly impossible to continue tracking them.
"Damn it!"
Venerable Liukong's face turned livid. After pursuing for so long without finding anything, the rage in his heart rose another level.
"Perhaps I should never have come!"
After a short while, Venerable Liukong sighed. Finding Su Mo had been a false proposition from the start.
Su Mo